AMALIA
"I did." It had been a busy couple seasons for the Shield, between her own injures and the losses she'd faced. But that isn't why she'd avoided Remi; she'd visited Ronin, after all.
She'd avoided Remi because she'd feared the coldness she can already feel from her sunny friend.
His question makes her blink, her task here briefly forgotten in the surprise of seeing him. "I like the ocean." It's the first thing she can think today, shrugging as her face grows hot. "This place... It's so different from the Grounds. It's beautiful. Like you said." They'd talked about it, hadn't they, living near the water with their meathead husband's? Back in far less shadowy days.
Amalia shifts her weight uncomfortably, dark gaze returning to Remi's face. "It's a good place to heal," she murmurs softly, searching for a sign of her friend in his eyes.
She'd avoided Remi because she'd feared the coldness she can already feel from her sunny friend.
His question makes her blink, her task here briefly forgotten in the surprise of seeing him. "I like the ocean." It's the first thing she can think today, shrugging as her face grows hot. "This place... It's so different from the Grounds. It's beautiful. Like you said." They'd talked about it, hadn't they, living near the water with their meathead husband's? Back in far less shadowy days.
Amalia shifts her weight uncomfortably, dark gaze returning to Remi's face. "It's a good place to heal," she murmurs softly, searching for a sign of her friend in his eyes.
